Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Fu Yuan's expression grew increasingly cold, so cold it sent chills down one's spine. "Also, even if we're going to marry, I'll choose someone who's smart. I'm very particular about the genes of the next generation."

"A mother who is too foolish will only ruin the next generation, or even three generations. I have no interest in training her. I only screen her, not train her."

"It's hard for me to react to people I hate. It just means they have to undergo IVF, which is a huge hassle. I hope you understand what I'm saying, Dad. There won't be a next time."

It was stupid of him to trick him into coming back this time, but there won't be a next time. If there is a next time, he will just quit. It's better for dad to handle the company's affairs himself.

After saying that, he turned and walked into the banquet hall.

Fu Mingan looked at his eldest son's back, his face burning, as if he had been slapped by an invisible palm. It was embarrassing to lose face in front of so many people. It was really...

The guests looked at each other, feeling embarrassed for him. They turned their faces away and slowly walked back to the banquet hall, not daring to say anything.

No wonder there are rumors outside that the relationship between the father and son of the Fu family is not good. I didn’t expect it to be so bad. The son doesn’t give his father any face at all.

But it is not right for me to plot against my son.

When the old lady heard these words, she knew what her son was planning. She glared at him fiercely and said unhappily, "I'll find you again tonight. You're getting more and more confused as you grow older."

Knowing that the eldest child has emotional deficiency, they still scheme against him. No wonder his condition is getting worse and worse. How can they be parents?

After the banquet, Qin Wushuang and the others were about to leave.

An emotionless voice came from behind: "Boss Qin, wait a minute!"

Fu Yuan quickly followed, stood in front of them and said indifferently: "My car broke down. Can you give me a ride to the city?"

Qin Wushuang saw him staring at Su Chen and felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart. What was this person looking at? If the car broke down, he could just change it, but he actually came up with such a lame excuse.

I couldn't help but think of the rumors outside. This guy hasn't had a romantic partner for so many years. Could he be... gay?

The more I thought about it, the more possible it seemed, and I was about to refuse.

Su Chen looked at the person next to him and asked softly, "Wife, why don't you give him a ride? It's hard to get a taxi here at night. It will only take more than two hours."

Qin Wushuang: "...Well, then take it with you."

When Fu Yuan saw that they agreed, his eyes lit up and then quickly returned to normal. The corners of his mouth did not curl up immediately. He walked to the front of the car and subconsciously wanted to open the back door.

"Wait, sit in the passenger seat. Su Chen and I will sit in the back. Mr. Fu, you just don't have any emotions, not your IQ, right?"

"Oh, I see."

Seeing that he was suddenly so obedient and no longer as sharp as when they worked together before, Qin Wushuang's eyes became more and more inquisitive. What on earth did this man want to do? He suddenly seemed like a different person.

Fu Yuan sat in the passenger seat and remained silent for half an hour. The two people behind him didn't know what to say.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Su Chen pulled out a bag of green tea sunflower seeds from somewhere and asked politely, "Mr. Fu, would you like some sunflower seeds?"

"Hmm? Eating sunflower seeds."

"Okay."

Turning around and reaching out to take it, he began to slowly crack the melon seeds. Qin Wushuang tugged at the sleeve of the person next to him and asked in confusion, "Can you take a look at his face to see if he has been possessed by another spirit?"

"There's definitely something wrong with him. Could he be possessed by an evil spirit? You should take a good look at him and exorcise the evil spirit."

Su Chen was silent for a moment and shook his head: "No, he doesn't have any evil aura. On the contrary, he has purple aura, the aura of great wealth and nobility."

"As for our facial features, maybe we look too similar, so I can't tell."

Qin Wushuang was surprised and said, "Even you can't see it, but this person is really different from before. This is not what I saw before."

At least he wasn't as childish as he is now, and he was even shameless. He even knew how to crack melon seeds, which was... too funny.

This was the first time Su Chen met this person. He had no idea about him before, but compared to Fu Yian, this person was much more pleasing to the eye and seemed a bit more approachable.